one night in 1959, my cousin and I were walking home after a few scoops abd we saw a goods train chugging along on an embankment. My cousin said fancy getting on that train, this is a LMS line so we could end up in Scotland tomorrow. I said, yes, why not. I fancied a day or two away from my job. We chased the train and boarded an open carriage. About half an hour kater the train stopped after several.minutes of clanging buffers. We were inside Saltley goods yard and the train wasn't going anywhere else. We started to look for a way out and somebody shouted Oiy, who're you. We started to run between parked trains and over many lines before coming to a 6 foot chain link fence, which we clambered over and ran off down the street. It was a long walk.to Springfield and I did go to work the next day. So much for railroad hobos